He wasn't calling me fat. He has never called me fat. He's never said anything about me, even when I'm wearing my old comfy yoga pants with the holes, a sweatshirt, and my hair is in a top knot. The thing is that I keep saying it. My boyfriend was not trying to insult me. My boyfriend was telling me that he is finally on board with getting some better eating habits. He was telling me that he supports me and he wants to show that support by the two of us eating healthier together.
I sure am glad I didn't jump to conclusions and start to cry and say something I'd later regret. I'm sure my expression said enough.
Here's the thing... Not only have I gained some weight in our almost two years together. So has he. It's happy weight, but he weighs more than he ever has. Has his gut grown? Yes. Do I ever say anything negative about it? No. I hardly even notice. Sure if I look at pictures, I see it...Just like with myself.
I'm happy that he made that comment... It shows that we are on the same page and we are supportive of one another. He even said he'll try my weird recipes... Except spaghetti squash. He has major thoughts of disgust when it comes to spaghetti squash. One of these days I may need to surprise him with it somehow.... Or maybe convince him to try just a little taste of mine. Otherwise, though, I feel amazing that he is ready to commit to a healthier lifestyle. It will not only help us both, I think that it will help to bring us even closer together.
Now if I can convince him to workout I'll be super happy - but one step at a time, and he'll have to make that decision on his own. I did get him to try a couple yoga poses yesterday when he tried to tell me yoga isn't that challenging. He had difficulty with one and wouldn't even try the others, immediately saying, "I can't do that!" He was teasing me about the yoga; not seriously criticizing what I love. He's a great support and is really encouraging with anything that I do.
To change gears... Today I did my morning yoga routine and Combat 30. I'm hoping to sneak in my evening yoga because it's so relaxing and I LOVE it at the end of the day, but we'll see. I really enjoy our together time and chatting while he watches his man soap opera. And he's kinda gotten me into it too. I'm just finishing at the office and by the time I get home and get dinner ready, it'll be getting late. Oh! Instead of following along with the DVD that I normally do, I think I'll do some calming poses while he watches TV. That will actually be a good challenge for me... By staying in the same room with distractions, it will help me to focus on myself and my breathing - it will challenge me to block out those distractions. This will be a fun experiment.
I suppose I should wrap up for the evening.
Hope life finds you well!